The young couple stood at the door for a while. Maybe they were tired of the quarrel or for some other reasons. They came to the counter. The boy wanted to order something, but the girl pulled him by the corner of his clothes.
He saw the sign next to the counter.
When the boys saw the sign, they opened their mouths. What kind of tea is so expensive? It’s only a scented tea for less than 100 yuan. You can buy a lot of it for more than 10 yuan!
"This is a black shop!"
The boy still couldn't hold back and said these words. Lin Mo looked at him, then at the girl, and nodded seriously.
The boy was so choked that he didn’t know what to say. Let me go, are all the people who open illegal shops so serious now?
Why don't you be humble?
Can you tell me politely that I can die?
Can we have a pleasant chat?
The boy pulled the girl and was about to return to her seat, but Lin Mo spoke.
"Some strange things must have happened to you recently. I can solve it, but you need to order a pot of tea worth the price."
Hearing Lin Mo's words, the boy's body trembled suddenly and his footsteps stopped in place. The girl pulled him a few times but did not move at all. Then he suddenly turned around and ran to the counter, pressing his hands on the counter and staring at Lin Mo.
ink.
"You can see it! Can you really see it?"
The boy was a little excited, but Lin Mo wouldn't. He had seen too many people or things like this. He pointed at the counter table and said calmly: "If the photo is damaged, you will have to pay for it."
The boy hurriedly took his hand back. This cabinet felt like it was not cheap. There were no cheap things in black shops, except for air.
"Can you really solve my problem?"
The boy's tone was a little urgent. It seemed that this incident had a great impact on him, but it was really hard to answer this question.
"Although our shop is a black shop, we are honest and honest. As long as you order the tea at the corresponding price, we will provide you with the corresponding service. So, Saonian, tell your story."
Lin Mo's last words immediately made the girl laugh, and the aura of superiority was instantly shattered. The boy's forehead was full of black lines, and crows were spinning around above his head. However, Lin Mo was indeed his life-saving straw. He hesitated for a moment and decided to do it.
The decision was made, he had no choice.
This boy is a member of a paranormal club in the university. Most of the members of this so-called paranormal club are young people who are very curious about ghosts and ghosts and are passionate about exploring unknown things. Most of them collect information.
Regarding ghost legends and folklore, many students in it write various supernatural stories and agree to publish them in newspapers and periodicals within the club. Externally, this student group mainly writes supernatural novels, but internally it often organizes members to carry out some supernatural activities.
Activities like Midnight Ghost Talk are a kind of interaction they often hold.
The so-called midnight ghost story actually means that at eleven o'clock in the evening, several people gather in an empty classroom, turn off all the lights, each person holds a burning white candle in front of their chest, and then everyone forms a circle.
, starting from the initiator, rotating clockwise, each person tells a ghost story, and so on. The candles they give are of different lengths. As long as the candle in one person's hand burns out, that person will automatically withdraw from the event.
, and when it is his turn, jump directly to the next person. After the candle is extinguished, this person cannot make any sound and can only listen to others quietly. If he makes a sound, he will be punished.
This game usually goes out until the last candle goes out. As long as the last candle goes out, even if the person has not finished telling the story, it must stop. In addition, even if all the candles have not been burned out and the time passes one o'clock in the morning, it still has to stop.
The story will be told next time, and the person who has not finished telling the story will also become the organizer of the next event.
All participants in the event were unanimously asked not to carry mobile phones or reflective objects such as mirrors. This was said to be to avoid trouble, that is, being videotaped and reported for illegal activities.
But this is where the problem lies. When the boy was last invited to participate in this strange midnight talk, he couldn't stand his girlfriend's request. He begged the organizer for a long time before he was finally allowed to take his girlfriend with him. But his
A girlfriend made this midnight conversation unexpected.
This boy's name is Guo Shuai, a sophomore at Yaxuan Art College. Lin Mo's eyes twitched when he heard the name. Is there such a straightforward name?
Is this guy as handsome as me?
The young man is very arrogant!
It seems that the name Lin Shuai is not bad. Lin Mo looked at the boy in front of him and thought, well, he might as well call him Lin Chaoshuai.
The boy was still talking. His girlfriend was sitting next to him during the midnight chat with the same white candle in front of her. There were originally ten people participating in the midnight chat, but after adding his girlfriend,
, turned into eleven people, he was the sixth storyteller, and his girlfriend was the seventh. The story he told was not surprising. It was a folk ghost story he heard when he was a child.
The story is about a drunk man who encountered a ghost tapping his shoulder on his way home at night. After his name was called, the man turned around but saw nothing. As a result, he became seriously ill after returning home.
The story is boring, and everyone has no character. Next, it is his girlfriend's turn. This girl is his schoolmate. She is a girl who studies music. She plays the piano well and is pretty good-looking. She is not very courageous.
He was very curious. He had no intention of letting his girlfriend participate at first, but later he reluctantly agreed, just asking his girlfriend to prepare a short story. After all, it is common for new members of the club to not tell the story well.
things.
But when his girlfriend spoke, he knew that he was serious. His girlfriend's name was Zhang Nannan, a somewhat neutral name. The stories she told were not hearsay or some strange stories.
The story of gods and ghosts is a personal experience of the game of Die Xian. The girls in their dormitory invited Die Xian. Many people know that the game of Die Xian is a very popular supernatural game, where several people sit around a table.
Next to it, place a piece of white paper with a skull drawn on it on the table. Place a porcelain plate in the center. Draw two eyes and a mouth of the skull on the porcelain plate. Write "" and "" on the left and right sides of the skull respectively.
No, use numbers 0 to 9 to surround the skull in the center. Everyone should place the middle finger of their right hand in the center of the plate. No jewelry can be carried.
When the game starts, one person repeatedly chants "Die Xian, please come out...", and the others silently chant along with them. Generally, the disk will rotate within 30 minutes, and then these people can ask questions to Die Xian.
, what follows is a very cliché plot, Lin Mo can guess what it is without even listening.
It's nothing more than a bunch of little girls playing with curiosity.
Then the porcelain plate really moved.
As a result, the little girls were frightened, and withdrew their hands, hiding in bed and shivering.
Uh-huh, so scary, it scared the baby to death.
Then he completely forgot to send the so-called Die Xian away.
Then something strange happened. The little girl was scared and either hid home or looked for a way to solve her problem. The girl named Zhang Nannan was considered to have a better temperament and stayed in school. She also wanted to pass the activities of this supernatural club.
Looking for a way to solve her problem, but she had no idea that this so-called late-night ghost talk was originally a psychic ritual, but it was simplified a lot, and some changes were made to the ritual for the purpose of concealment, and the result was natural
It is adding fuel to the fire and is unstoppable.
Lin Mo shook his head, thinking that this girl named Zhang Nannan was either bedridden or dying soon. Thinking of this, Lin Mo raised his head and looked at the girl who had been sitting there. Judging from the situation when the two came in, this
The girl looked very much like his girlfriend, but Lin Mo didn't see anything wrong with her.
"Oh, boss, that is Nan Nan's best friend. After Nan Nan fell ill, she saw that I was not in good condition, so she took me out to improve my mood. She is a very good girl."
The corner of Lin Mo's mouth twitched, he is really nice to you, otherwise he would be talking about fire prevention, theft prevention, and being a best friend.
"Then what's weird about you?"
Lin Mo was a little annoyed. He just briefly explained the situation and it was over. This boy's expressive ability was really unflattering. How could he be more popular with girls than him?
This is obviously unscientific!
"After Nan Nan took sick leave, strange things happened to me. Every morning when I woke up, I would encounter ghosts pressing on my bed. I knew clearly what was happening around me, but I couldn't scream or move. And every time I woke up,
At night, I always feel like someone is following me behind me. After I lie down in bed and fall asleep, I always feel like someone is walking around above me. Can you help me? If this continues, I can't stand it anymore.
Money is not an issue, just look at what the price should be."
This Guo Shuai was very happy. He was obviously not a money-hungry owner. Lin Mo was depressed. Why were all these people richer than him? Can everyone still have fun?
"Wait a minute. You should have gone to the hospital for a checkup. Isn't it a sleep disorder?"
"Of course not. I have a very regular sleeping position and routine. The doctor also said the same. He also suggested that I see a psychiatrist, which I did, but there was nothing wrong with the psychological assessment or anything like that!"
Guo Shuai was a little excited, Lin Mo waved his hand to ask him to calm down.
"Okay, it's not a big deal. Just pay first and West Lake Longjing will be fine."
"Isn't it that you should do the work first and pay later?"
Guo Shuai was a little hesitant. Although he could easily come up with two thousand yuan, he would still feel some pain.
Lin Mo pointed to the price list.
"This store is a no-brainer and has its own rules. If you don't believe me, just turn right when you go out. It's easy to leave."
"Then when can you help me solve this matter?"
"It's raining today, let's do it tomorrow, you can come back tomorrow too."
Guo Shuai thought about it and found that in the novel, all the masters have tempers. In order to show his sincerity, he paid a thousand yuan. He wanted to tell Lin Mo that he would pay after the other half was done, but was interrupted by Lin Mo with a wave of his hand.
"If you want to do something, follow my rules. If you don't want to do it, then please leave."
Guo Shuai gritted his teeth, paid the other one thousand yuan to Lin Mo, and was about to take the girl away.
"Drink the tea after you order it. You will have a good night's sleep at night. We are a very honest shop. By the way, come see me after eight o'clock tomorrow morning. It's too early for me to get up."
Then Lin Mo went straight back behind the counter, leaving the two of them whispering there, but the boy drank all the tea on the table, and then pulled the girl out of the teahouse.
Looking at Guo Shuai's leaving figure, Lin Mo decided not to tell him and just have a drink.
He took out his cell phone and found Zhang Bin's number and called him.
"Officer Zhang, you haven't thought about me recently. Don't think about it. I just want to ask you something..."